Chapter 66: The Treasure Hunt in L City

Everything happening in the broadcast control room was completely unknown to Yang Hao and his teammates.

Surveying the surrounding teams, Zhang Tian murmured, “I wonder what level the other teams are at this time. They shouldn’t be too weak, right? If they’re all pushovers, it’ll be boring.”

“Who cares what their level is? Even if the King of Heaven shows up, he’ll have to stand aside for me. I, Yao Cheng, will crush them all—believe it or not?” No sooner had Zhang Tian finished speaking than Yao Cheng, unable to hold back, began showing off.

“Yao, don’t get ahead of yourself. Be careful not to get slapped in the face later,” Yang Hao couldn’t help but warn him. Showing off often doesn’t end well.

“Tch!” Yao Cheng, in the manner of a true master, turned his head with a slight upward tilt, as if to underline his attitude.

“Idiot,” Zhu Ziyuan offered a mild yet pointed assessment.

Familiar with Zhu Ziyuan’s personality, Yao Cheng didn’t bother to argue.

Amid their banter, the match began.

As the screen shifted, Yang Hao and his teammates found themselves in the Preparation Square.

Other participating teams appeared alongside them. After entering the game, the plaza was teeming with people, but the usual boisterous scenes were absent; instead, a sudden hush had fallen, making it seem as though the plaza truly lived up to its name as the “Manners Square.”

Of course, Yang Hao could guess the reason.

In casual matches, the other players didn’t know each other, so as soon as one person started making noise, the rest joined in without the slightest reservation. But now, everyone was at the live event. Although each wore soundproof headphones, shouting and carrying on here would only make them look insane.

After a notably quiet wait, everyone boarded the plane.

Yang Hao glanced at the flight path; it was a fairly common route, passing over the Airport, Y City, and the Bright Summit.

Without needing to guess, he knew the Airport and Y City would be packed with players, while nearby P City and the School would also be top choices for many teams.

Before anyone could ask, Yang Hao spoke up, “Let’s head to L City this round.”

Zhang Tian, Yao Cheng, and Zhu Ziyuan made no objections.

No matter the flight route, their team never stuck to a fixed drop point, always choosing freely—sometimes competing for hot spots like the Airport or G Harbor, sometimes heading for quieter corners of the map.

It all depended on their mood.

As they settled on their landing spot, a voice suddenly sounded in the game.

“Yang Haoran, dare you duel at the Airport?”

“If you’re a real man, come to the Airport. Let’s settle this once and for all.”

“Yang Haoran…”

Hearing these calls, many players in the game grew curious.

Who was Yang Haoran?

At the same time, they wondered which fools were shouting like this—didn’t they know this was a competition?

Yang Hao and Zhang Tian exchanged glances and, as if remembering something, both chuckled.

To call out the name “Yang Haoran” at a moment like this—surely, it could only be those people they’d encountered the other day?

So they were in this tournament too?

Things just got interesting!

A grin tugged at Yang Hao’s lips.

“Hao, are we jumping or not?” At that moment, the plane was flying directly over the Airport and Zhang Tian asked.

“Hell yes, let’s teach them a lesson,” Yao Cheng urged, eager for chaos now that he realized they meant Yang Hao by “Yang Haoran.”

Starting trouble was his favorite pastime.

Zhu Ziyuan didn’t voice an opinion, but his expression made it clear he would go along with whatever Yang Hao decided.

“Forget them, let’s stick to our plan. L City is perfect—beautiful scenery, by the sea, a little resort town is the best,” Yang Hao said with a laugh.

He wasn’t bothered at all by Gao He and his gang trying to provoke them. If such childish taunts could throw him off, what would all these years have been for?

Besides, what was so great about the Airport? It would be crawling with people, too many players fighting over too few resources—a total mess.

That place reeked of war and slaughter, and Yang Hao found it distasteful.

In truth, he had a wish he never voiced: that one day, the world would know peace.

So he chose L City.

Ahem… In all honesty, he mainly chose L City for a stable start.

Landing at the Airport meant an immediate firefight—first scrambling for weapons, then worrying about getting ambushed. In the chaos, the risk was simply too great.

L City was a different story.

Sitting at the eastern edge of the map, L City was often criticized as being too remote and inconvenient for escaping the zone, so few teams actively chose it.

Its resources weren’t exactly abundant, but they were sufficient—not too rich, not too poor—enough to gear up a four-person squad.

If they went to the Airport, Yang Hao and his crew were skilled enough to survive, but there was always the chance of losing a teammate.

After all, the Airport was unpredictable and full of surprises.

Knowing that Yao Cheng and Zhu Ziyuan cared about the tournament’s prize money and that ranking points in this qualifier were crucial, Yang Hao opted for a safer strategy: focus on stable early development and minimize risks.

After the plane had flown a bit farther, the four of them parachuted out in unison, gliding toward L City.

In the broadcast room, Old Jiang’s eyes widened when he saw Yang Hao’s team parachuting toward L City. He was taken aback.

Given their strength, he’d expected them to go for the Airport or Y City, or at least somewhere near the flight path like P City or the School.

But a high glide to L City?

He didn’t understand this choice at all.

Old Jiang had only been to L City once and hadn’t liked it—resources were scarce and it was tucked away at the map’s edge, making for a long trek every time the zone shifted. It was terribly inconvenient.

In-game, floating high above, Yang Hao quickly scanned the area and was surprised to find that, apart from their own team, no one else was around.

He’d expected at least one other team to show up, but on reflection, given its remoteness, perhaps no one else wanted to come here.

Even looting in other, less isolated areas was better than drifting all the way out here.

Of course, luck played a part too. With such a large map, no area could be guaranteed to have players every game.

L City was small and easy to navigate, with resource points and buildings scattered widely. Since there were no other teams for now, each of the four split up to search their own area, maximizing efficiency.

For a while, the four of them enjoyed a carefree treasure hunt through L City.